raindrops are falling on me
i almost trip on my feet
from how hard i'm running
i try to dodge the bullets
coming at me
one by one
as if someone's playing golf and doesn't know what they're doing

i am this tiny being of insignificance
yet i am moving as if i am a whole substance of meaning
i know they won't catch me
yet i act as if they will

i hide in closets
when no one's looking
and i keep running
when no one's chasing

paranoia or insecurity?
both things are larger than life
they encapsulate me
they trap me in a bottle
when i am free
and i willingly
enter the prison
holding the key
i refuse to go out
because will hardly comes by
and motivation is sleeping
i try
but persistence only knocks at the door
and doesn't come in

Life has met twilight and dawn
while i remain trapped in this echoing hall
doom and shame, they keep me company
and the night cuddles me close

we are best friends
in this sunny morning
where grass is growing
and flowers are singing
the wind is laughing
and the trees are dancing
to the melody of a song
my brain is playing

i lay on my coffin
and watch myself struggle to breathe
three feet away
i have dug my own grave

reality still hasn't dawned on me
that this is of my own doing
i guess
when you're so used to seeing darkness
that's all you want to see